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"I'm here." Gary Manning, a Canadian, was the re-
maining member of the team in Tokyo, and his specialty
was explosives. Besides a military career, he'd also served
as a demolitions instructor with the RCMP and West
German GSG-9.
The two other Phoenix members were already in Seoul,
South Korea, having finished up their present assignment
of bodyguarding U.S.-sponsored Thailand representatives
to the economic summit taking place there over the next
few days.
McCarter watched, but the van appeared to have no prob-
lem waiting behind James. At the next right turn, James
left the traffic, peeling off. The van was content to work
on closing the gap.
"See?" Ishii said. "They're not following the represen-
tatives."
"I'm glad you feel so confident," McCarter said With
only a trace of sarcasm.
"Cowboys," the INP man said.
McCarter didn't think he was overreacting. During his
career, he'd learned to trust his instincts, and right now they
were reading off the scale. Because the representatives were
known to be sympathetic to American economic needs,
Phoenix Force had been assigned to protect them. With
Hong Kong changing hands and the trade alignments and
spheres of influence altering in the Asian countries, the




President had wanted to make sure terrorists who were anti-
American didn't take the opportunity to target the repre-
sentatives. America had been invited to the Asian economic
summit, as well, but wasn't expected to get the chance to
provide much in the way of influence. "They didn't shake," James said.
"I noticed," McCarter replied. "Means that we're all
wrong--' '
"Or that they've got the limousine wired."
"Of course," Ishii said, his fingers steepled together be-
fore him, "it's not secret that we're taking this group to
Tokyo International Airport."
McCarter grinned. "No, it's not. However, our precise
destination isn't public knowledge. If they'd merely been
wanting to see the representatives off, they'd have been
waiting at the airport like the media."
"Perhaps," Ishii reflected, "your concerns do hold some
merit." He reached for his own radio and started issuing
orders in Japanese. Before he'd finished, the stalking group
made its move.